"...Bubble-30?"
Russell murmured softly, "Not a bad name."
The meaning of this name when read, seemed like "the thirtieth bubble," "bubble number thirty."
"You said '30' is the number of times you've achieved Nirvana, so 'Bubble' is your code name?"
He looked at the silver-haired, silver-eyed girl, as if shocked by something, his emotions fluctuating for a moment.
His normally calm, lake-like green eyes also shone brighter, as if ripples were shimmering across them.
After shaking hands sincerely with Russell, the girl placed her hands behind her back and bent slightly at the waist, revealing a cheerful and pure smile, "Yes!
"Because I really like bubbles!"
"Bubbles?"
"Yes, those rainbow-colored bubbles that come out of bubbling machines, purling and gushing."
The girl playfully blinked her silver prosthetic eyes, her face filled with longing and nostalgia, "That's the most beautiful thing I've seen since I was born.